Keeping you posted

This post is just a little update to keep you all posted.

As our little one is growing i more and more feel the consequences of my pregnancy. I experience more and more cramps and baby-kicking of course and i need to sit down regurlaly. Frequent headaches are my share too. Hmmm don't you love being pregnant.....

Last tuesday we planned to go to a Ball Masqué for which our sister Emma had bought as tickets. In the morning Annemie showed me Her outfit giving me an idea of what to look for myself. Since She wanted to be the diva of the night i simply had to buy something very nice to support Her appearence.

We would meet at nine PM (GMT+1 that is), but as the evening passed by it came clear that Eva, Tasja and myself had to go without our partners since neither of them was there :-(.
Eva wanted to open the ball dancing with me which, of course, i accepted gladly but at the same time feeling sorry for Tasja. She did not have a dance-partner. After a few dances i told Eva she should dance with Tasja. This mommy to be could give herself and her swollen ankles rest. I ended up in one of the thrones for the rest of the evening.

I saved the most important part of this post for last. We have a virus wandering around in our family: the virus of love *giggles*.
After Annemie proposing to me and us getting married together with my sisters Eva and Emma, Tasja asked Amanda to become partners. Under influence of this virus Amanda said "yes". They will be getting married as well. Isn't that lovely? Congrats sisters!

More updating......

As you all know my sexlife did not exist. Untill i met Annemie and we fall in love and She took my virginity. Nowadays we have a very romantic and sexual life. And not only for the fun of it.

As you can see it is not all plain sex; we have lots of tender moments. It was the sex however that lead to my current condition: WE ARE PREGNANT!!

Doing the pregnancy test, finding out i am expecting, made us so happy and proud. Personally i am honoured to be allowed to carry Annemie's baby. It is the best that ever happened to me. Love you so much schatteke.
Of course this lead to even more tender moments as my darling wife-to-be likes so much lying om my growing tummy, giving little kisses on it. *smiles happily*

I want to end this post with a few pictures of me on my musing spot in our garden. We bought some additional land, which not only gave us more prims but also more space. Since the old land was mainly used to set up our home, this plot has been set up as a little park with some nice spots where we can relax.

Happy birtday....

Today, 22 february 2009, my sister Eva celebrated her first rezzday. Unlike me, she has a loving family surrounding her and she got sent cards to congratulate her and of course gifts were there too for her. Happy rezzday my Eva, i hope that many more will follow!

In the afternoon my lovely sisters Tasja and Amanda were there and they gave Eva a nice present. The present was fully in line with Eva's likings, but somehow i suspect their was a tiny spot of selfishness in it too. Look and judge for yourself.....

Later that day my love and i bought Eva a nice gown, which she is wearing in the picture.

And this is how Eva says thank you. Consider yourself warned.

Some very sad updating.......

The time has come to tell you something that you might not want to know. Well i have news for you: bad luck. It is the way it is and i did not want to hear it either and still i had to.

My love, my wife to be, my Mistress, my Owner, my World, my Everything is sick.

She will not live as long as i want Her to
She will not live for many years to come
She will not even live for many months to come

She has a mere few months left........

*fails forcing back her tears*

My life ended the moment it finally started.
I am ashamed off myself thinking that and feeling sorry for myself, whilst my Love is the one that deserves my undivided love, care, attention and support.
And what about my sisters? My Love expects me to be there for them; to comfort and support them; be strong for them. Can i live up to that expectations or will i just fall apart and fail Her?

My Eva knew of Annemie's sickness before i even were hers.
Annemie told me when i just entered the family and asked me to be there for her. Hmmm, of course i will; i would have even if She had not asked.
So for quite some time only Eva and me knew. We knew She wasn't on a businesstrip, but in fact in a hospital for treatment.
In that time She and i got to know eachother really well, talking whole days over msn about almost anything people do talk about. We fell in love.
Bittersweet it felt, but mostly sweet *smiles softly*.
Her homecoming was special. Of course. First off all She returned from that horrible treatment to being with us again.
For me (and Her) it was even more special since it was the first time we met as Mistress and sub. You recall my earlier post on how i waited for Her. When You would re-read that post You would appreciate the different feeling it gives you.
The same goes for the monday a week later, January 26th, the day my Love got the testresults of the treatment: not good; all hope gone. In that respect was dressing up (in my pretty red gown) and going out dancing not just an innocent way to pass the time. We were devastated and tried to fight that feeling off.
I spoke to Her earlier that day; that was one of the hardest things i ever had to do. I found Her staring over the sea; She was so far gone, that She did not notice me coming.

After the dancing we returned to the lighthouse roof overwhelmed by our despair. When She finally went offline i did my share of staring, i felt like being paralyzed.

Two events followed, that i do want to mention to you, since you will appreciate them quite differently knowing now what you didn't know at the time.
First off all, Annemie proposing to me. Accepting Her proposal in this particular situation gave mixed emotions. Of course i love Her so very deeply there was only one thing i could do: say YES!, which i did.

*has to stop writing for a bit*

But the moment i accepted Her proposal, which made me Her wife-to-be, i realized very cleary that i would loose my wife, my love, my everything so soon and therefore accepting Her proposal meant immediately accepting the fact i would be a widow soon. And not only a widow, also a submissive having lost her Mistress.

*tears run silently down her cheeks*

The other thing i wanted to mention, is Mistress giving me Her collar; not just any collar (i had about 12 Collars of my own in various appearences). Her collar never to be taken off again. Not even when She is not around anymore. A collar, that if i survive in this world, will have to be accepted by a possible future Mistress. An eternal collar, a tribute to MY Mistress.
So my renewed submission to Her was not just a renewal. No doubt you will appreciate the emotions attached to this event.
Besides the fact, that i cannot imagine me being owned by anyone else then my Annemie, it seems next to impossible to find a Mistress that will accept me wearing Annemies collar next to Hers.

No need to say, that all things that will happen now and in the near future will be quite differently charged for any member in our family.

The return of my fiancee, my Mistress

Monday Annemie returned home after having been away for some time.
You have seen my post for Her Valentines Day. I send Her an ecard too. But that was not all. I also decorated our towerroom with balloons, roses and an "i love you"-bear. *smiles* Writing this it strikes me that it looks like i am in love with Her.

I talked quite a lot with Her during Her absence and in one of those talks i told Her i had two surprises for Her. This decorated room was the first.
So, what is the second you ask? Have a look at the pic below.

to be continued......

Will She or wil She not......?

That afternoon i was summoned to the dungeon. A new fenomena in our relationship, so i got a little nervous. Not that i don't fully trust my Owner, but i wasn't sure what i would be facing.
To make a long story short, things got sharp.....

Mistress had a huge cissors and She looked more than willing to use them. On me. tracked them along my neck, my throat; threatening. Making me sweat: noooo, i love my skin.
I was reliefed when She took the sharp edge away from my tender flesh, but before i even could take a deep breath She cut my jacket in pieces and ripped it off. Without any consideration for my nice suit She just kept on cutting untill all off my clothes were gone.

After that She ordered me on the rack and kept me there for a little while. Mistress demonstrated her talents as high society hairdressers.........

All the time She managed to keep me on the edge of my emotions. It was a session i have never experienced in SL untill now. I love You for that my Mistress. XXXXXXXXXX